C'mon day! Get worse!

I just got one of the worst phone calls from day care:
"Hi, Laura is throwing up all over the place."

my poor baby! She must be terrified right now. Throwing up is so scary. And I feel awful for her teachers. Puke is gross. I can't imagine how awful it must be for them to keep calm, keep the other babies safe, and take care of Laura.

Nate's on his way, and I'm on the train to get home as soon as I can. But talk about feeling helpless. At least I was THERE for Laura all weekend to give her hugs. Where am I for her today? Sitting in a pointless meeting, and now I'm sitting in a rumbling train car trying my best to get home.